Nottingham Church Cemetery

I was very excited a few weeks ago, when Kylie Chapman contacted me with details of The Rock Cemetery where she had found that Thomas Edward Caddy and his wife Eleanor Caddy (Ryan) were both buried there, along with their third son, Thomas Caddy AND that the stones were still in existence. There were several photos online, but unfortunately not ours and it didn’t look like they were going to appear anytime soon. Fortunately, I am still in contact with a fellow historian who used to live here in Geraldton, but has now returned to his home country of England. John Mellors does some research for people and will take orders for certificates and sends them out to us.

I knew that he also had research interests in the Nottingham area, so I emailed him to see if he was going to be visiting Nottingham anytime in the near future and if so, would he have time to visit The Rocks Cemetery and take some photos for us. John was very obliging and in a matter of weeks, I had an inbox with these glorious photos of the gravestones of Thomas, Eleanor and son Thomas. All are buried in the same plot.  I can’t believe I was in Nottingham and 1998 and did not know about this cemetery. It would have been fantastic to visit there.

So when would the stone have been erected? At the time of Thomas jnr’s burial in 1894? If so, that makes this gravestone 119 years old and he passed way, exactly 119 years ago on the 5th of this month! The stone appears to be in fairly good condition except for the hands of the angel are missing and the death date for Thomas Edward snr, however it could be that it is below the grassline. We do know that he died 17 April 1908 in Bulwell, Nottinghamshire.

The Church Cemetery was first opened in 1856 and is referred to as The Rock Cemetery by local people because of the sandstone rocks and caves on which it is built. Situated on the junction of Forest Road and Mansfield Road, the cemetery adjoins the Forest Recreation Ground which once formed the start of the great Sherwood Forest of the Robin Hood tales. Here is a link to a You Tube video showing more of The Rock Cemetery.

Rock Cemetery

Joseph Caddy: 1857

Joseph Caddy born 22 July 1857 in Co Galway, Ireland and is the eldest son of Thomas Edward Caddy and Ellen Ryan.

Sometime in my early childhood, I remember my grandmother telling me that we were of Irish descent. When I first started my researching into my genealgoy, I found that James Ryan Caddy’s death certificate had Ireland as his place of birth. Then I located his birth entry in Congleton, Cheshire. So where did the Irish connection come into it? Some more research, this time in the census records (all on microfilm as there was no internet back then) I eventually found the family living in Nottingham, England. You know the place, it’s famous for Robin Hood and his merry men and the big oak that I posted earlier, and there was the Irish connection. James’ parents were born in Ireland, but so too was his eldest brother Joseph. We can deduce from this that the family arrived in England, somewhere between late 1857 and early 1859. Whether the Great Famine (a period of mass starvation, disease and emigration between 1845 and 1852) had anything to do with their needing to emigrate, is a possibility or that because Thomas was an only child, his father had died and he wanted a new life for his then newborn son Joseph and wife Ellen. We may discover more as we delve further into the Irish history.

Timeline for Joseph Caddy

 Jul 22 Birth: Ireland, Galway, Newcastle.
1857 Aug 9 Christening: Ireland, Galway, St Nicholas.
Age 4: 1861 Census: England, Cheshire, Sandbach.
Age 14: 1871 Census: England, Notthingham, St Mary.
Age 23: 1881 Apr 3 Census: England, Nottingham, Radford.
Age 23: 1881 Jun 26 Married Emma Jane YOUNG: England, Derbyshire, Church Gresley.
Age 25: 1883 Mar 21 (chr) (#1) Daughter born: Annie Muriel CADDY: England, Nottingham, Radford. Christened in Radford, Nottingham, England.
Age 25: 1883 Jul 2 Death: England, Basford, Carrington.

 Baptism Record for Joseph in Co Galway, Ireland. 

Birth Joseph Caddy

Marriage record for Joseph, aged 24, bachelor, Clerk, Church Gresley, father Thomas Edward Caddy, ironmonger. To: Emma Jane Young, aged 20, spinster, Church Gresley, father Abram Young, gentleman.

Marriage Joseph Caddy and Emma Jane Young

Death Certificate of Joseph Caddy at aged 25, a Post Office Clerk, of Heart Disease and James Caddy his brother is the informant. I’m not sure what our other Caddy relatives have died from, but the heart disease sure seems prevalent and Joseph has died only 4 months after his baby daughter Annie Muriel is born.

Death Certificate for Joseph Caddy

From an entry in the probate records we find that Annie Muriel of 6 Wilmot Road Swadlincote, Derbyshire died on the 15 January 1852 at The General Infirmary Burton-on-Trent a spinster. Unfortunately as there were no more children to Joseph, he has no descendants.

Victorian Tradecard





It’s funny the things that you can find on ebay. I hadn’t even thought to have a look, however when I posted recently about Thomas Caddy’s invention of a fire bar, Kylie Chapman hopped online and found these Tradecards from the 1800s being sold on ebay. I couldn’t resist purchasing them to have among our Caddy collection, so after checking with Kylie that she was fine with my ordering them, I sent of the required $7.99 US with $3.00 postage. About $12AU.  The card duly arrived a couple of weeks later, carefully package in a plastic envelope with the corner slightly worn. Authentic?? I think so, but I’d be curious as to how the trader had it as she was from America.


Caddy Business Card


Caddy Business Card

When Irish Eyes are Smiling

Today I want to share with you the marriage certificate of Thomas (Edward) Caddy and Ellen Ryan. They were married on October 8, 1856 at St Nicholas Church in the town of Galway, County Galway.

In 1998, Bob and I had the good fortune of being able to spend a day in Galway city when we were on a coach tour of Ireland. We hopped off the coach and were about to follow the sign pointing to St Nicholas church, when I had a strong urge to ask the coach driver if this was the right direction. Well, as with all things Irish, the sign was pointing in the wrong direction!!!

Previous to our trip to Ireland, I had been in contact with the Galway Family History Society West and they were able to give me a map with the layout of the graveyard at the church. I will share more of my find in another post.

On leaving the church and making our way to a pub to have some lunch, I discovered that my credit card was missing. Well my heart was in my mouth for the rest of the day. Fortunately we were spending another night at the same hotel we’d stayed at the night before and I remembered the last time I’d used the card was to buy a souvenir at a medieval banquet we’d attended, so we rang the castle and as Irish luck would have it, or was it a Caddy angel, the lady at the other end of the telephone knew straight away what I was ringing for and she very kindly offered to drop it off at our hotel on her way home from work later that night. I was so grateful to that lovely lady and we gave her a little momento of an Australian kangaroo badge and something to cover her fuel.  How lucky was I?

Marriage of Thomas Caddy & Ellen ryan

Here’s a song to get you in the mood. When Irish Eyes are Smiling by the The Irish Tenors


When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure ‘tis like a morn in spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter, you can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay,
And When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure, they steal your heart away.

Verse 1:

There’s a tear in your eye and I’m wondering why,
For it never should be there at all.
With such power in your smile, sure a stone you’d beguile,
So there’s never a teardrop should fall,
When your sweet lilting laughter’s like some fairy
your eyes twinkle bright as can be.
You should laugh all the while and all other times smile,
And now smile a smile for me.


Verse 2:

For your smile is a part of the love in your heart,
And it makes even sunshine more bright.
Like the linnet’s sweet song, crooning all the day long.
Comes your laughter so tender and light.
For the springtime of life is the sweetest of all,
There is ne’er a real care or regret.
And while springtime is ours, throughout all of youth’s hours,
Let us smile each chance we get.